Demigods are really not so easy to kill, especially an existence like Vikz that is already very close to a true god. Mobile »

Lu Yang secretly sighed, the Tyrannosaurus rex-type demigod who was easily killed by him with one blow before might be an anomaly, after all, he was just a brainless idiot.

"Besides, in the end, it may be that the Watcher himself died, and it makes sense that he didn't kill Vikz."

Although thinking so, Lu Yang couldn't help but sigh.

The impact of this failure is too great, and the entire upgrade journey in the future becomes gray.

However, if they don't use the Zhuxian Sword, not to mention when they will be able to encounter the demigod-level void object again, it is a question of whether they can escape today.

It can be said that he also had to do it as a last resort.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and now he can only think like this, Lu Yang shook his head and put his worries aside for the time being.

He beckoned, and churning tentacles flew in front of him.

This is a two-hundred-meter-long tentacle, from front to back, getting thinner and thinner, the thickest part is more than thirty meters in diameter, but the tail is only the thickness of Lu Yang's little finger.

The carapace is wrapped around the tentacle one by one, a bit like a centipede, the thinner the carapace gets thinner and thinner, the width of the knots is narrower, and the tail has completely disappeared, leaving only flesh and blood.

Although Vikz survived, he also paid a great price, and the tentacle was almost cut from the root.

As a demigod-level void creature, this tentacle of Vikz contains extremely terrifying energy, and it is the highest level of flesh and blood obtained by Lu Yang, but unfortunately, it can't be eaten.

The energy in it is more terrible than poison, just if it is placed somewhere, it will produce huge pollution, which is more terrifying than nuclear radiation.

Lu Yang tried to put it into the space-time crystal, but the result was the same as the white bead, and failed.

Now he knew in his heart that there were no demigod-level items in the space-time crystal, which showed that the white beads were probably also demigod-level items.

It's a treasure.

The depression in Lu Yang's heart was a little less, demigod-level items were all available but unattainable, and each of them could play a huge role.

It's not a big compensation.

He thought about it, his five fingers opened, and mana gushed out along the palm of his hand, gradually forming a huge cloth that wrapped the tentacles.

In any case, Vikz's tentacles can't stay here, otherwise sooner or later this place will turn into an Acacia-like place, or even become one of the bridgeheads for the Void attack.

With a layer of Lu Yang's mana attached to the surface, the distortion in the flesh and blood would not spread out so quickly, giving them enough time to dispose of it.

After doing all this, Lu Yang looked at the pool of purple blood.

This is not Vikz's blood.

There was blood oozing from the broken tentacles, and the two looked similar, but they were just looking, and they were completely different in their consciousness.

The purple blood, not Vikz's, it is already obvious whose it is.

Lu Yang touched his chin, his eyes were inexplicable.

Watcher?

The blood of a true god-level powerhouse?

Is this thing precious? That must be very precious. If you want to say what is the use of it, Lu Yang really can't think of it for a while.

Maybe when you encounter an enemy, you can splash it and pollute it?

The idea should work, but ...... At the same time, it may also increase the strength of the opponent, distort the spirit of the enemy but increase the strength of the opponent, is this deal worth?

It's hard to say.

Lu Yang stretched out his palm, and the mana flowed out along his divine sense, turning into a huge palm and grabbing at the purple glimmering blood on the rock.

As soon as he got closer, he felt a burning heat, as if it was not a ball of blood underneath, but a raging fire.

Sure enough, Lu Yang nodded secretly, and then grabbed it directly.

This......

His face changed.

When the mana palm approached, a strange force suddenly erupted from the blood, piercing the magic palm directly.

"I still don't believe in these drops of your out-of-body blood."

Lu Yang snorted coldly, and the output mana changed from a small river to a big river in an instant, and the blood continued to burst out with power, constantly scorching through the mana.

After a stalemate for a while, no matter how miraculous the blood of the true god level was, it was rootless after all, and finally it was slowly defeated and caught by Lu Yang.

However, his face is not good-looking.

The flame in his hand not only burst, but also weighed as much as a thousand pounds.

It seemed like it was only four or five drops in total, but it was heavier than Vikz's entire tentacle.

In addition, of course, this mass of blood cannot be put into the space-time crystal.

Lu Yang had always felt that the space-time crystal could be called an artifact before, but at this time, he had the illusion of "why is it so wasteful".

Scratching his hair, Lu Yang suddenly thought of a question.

How do you get these things out of here? Just one Jana made him try his best to move, plus more than two hundred meters of tentacles and even heavier blood......

Lu Yang was dumbfounded.

What to do? He turned his head to look at Cana blankly.

Cana was seriously looking at the few drops of blood he was holding in his hand, and after finding that Lu Yang was looking at herself, her pointed ears moved, and she asked curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

After Lu Yang talked about the difficulties she faced, Cana was also stunned, and after a while, she said firmly: "In short, you can't leave them here." ”

"I know." Lu Yang nodded, "But how to transport it out?" ”

"Anyway, can't stay here." Jana repeated again.

The corners of Lu Yang's mouth twitched, and he didn't have hope for her anymore, so he held his head and thought about it.

Just when Lu Yang and Jia Na were worried about how to get out, Shurima was in the extreme west of the continent.

The summit of the Titan Peak.

Seven figures with different temperaments stood opposite each other, strange colors flowed around them, and the golden city loomed overhead.

"It's him again!" One of them was the first to speak, his accent was strange, and his voice was firm, like the voice of Jin Ge: "Dawn, Bright Moon, is he friend or foe?" ”

"Our attitude towards the Void should be the same, but it's impossible to know for sure if he agrees with our approach."

Dressed in a firm and stubborn voice, as if a woman with sparks bursting out, spoke.

"In that case, it's a friend." A tall, majestic-looking man spoke.

The rest of the figures were noncommittal and did not respond.

The majestic man looked at the woman in golden armor and another woman in silver armor and asked, "Is he from the starry sky?" ”

"No, he was made of the world and another equally great being.".

Hearing this, except for the woman in silver armor, the rest of the figures were a little moved on their faces.

They understand the nature of the world better than ordinary people, and they can appreciate the weight of this sentence better.

The atmosphere fell silent.

After a while, a grinning voice rang out: "Maybe this is the real savior, you are just making your own feelings." ”

"Twilight ......"

"Hee-hee, I'm not going to play with you anymore." Flicking his dreamy long hair, the slightly short figure jumped up and stretched out his hand, and a portal appeared.

"Ha, let's go."

She leapt into the portal, the matter that made up her body constantly colliding and converging, shuttling through the endless space and time.

It looked a bit of a nonsense, but the rest of the figures didn't say anything.

Twilight Star Spirit is the whimsical and unpredictable embodiment of her own being, as she represents ...... Destiny.

"Things seem to have changed wonderfully."

"Interesting, interesting."

A figure hidden in the starlight muttered a few words to himself, and the figure gradually dissipated.

The rest of the figures gradually disappeared, and soon the desolation it had reverted to for thousands of years.

The Land of Sword Runes