Chapter Ninety-Two: Racial Creation
The harsh environment, the devastated land, and even the smell of blood in the air.
Qu Yanzhi couldn't help frowning, she hated the environment here.
Mo Ninglong glanced around with interest: "Is this the Abyss Realm?" ”
The Abyss Realm is really a place, well, a peach blossom paradise.
"Yes!"
Xiao Hei nodded.
At this time, the left guard opened his mouth to explain: "This was once a world where races bloomed, but our abyss unified here. ”
Unification?
The unity here is probably to kill all the other races.
Mo Ninglong chuckled and shook his head, and didn't say anything more
At this moment, the left guard said to Xiao Hei, "My lord, do you really want to follow this person?" ”
"Hmm." Xiao Hei replied lightly.
The left guard was really puzzled: "We can resist, why obey the alien race?" ”
Xiao Hei glanced at the left guard: "It will die." ”
The left guard was very serious: "There is no abyss seed that is afraid of death, only an abyss seed that cannot fight because of fear." ”
"Death must also be meaningful." After speaking, Xiao Hei paused and said: "Follow him, there will always be a lot of battles." ”
"What are you talking about?"
Mo Ninglong looked over with a smile.
In his eyes, this simple soundproofing technique was too simple.
To be careful, he was always listening to Blackie and Red.
Xiao Hei bowed slightly and didn't hide it: "Follow you, fight." ”
At the same time, Xiaohong, who is the dragon king, has returned to the dragon's lair to start a clan meeting.
Ethnic meetings are usually only held when racial matters are decided.
Xiao Hong, who turned into a giant dragon, looked down at several important clan elders around him: "I'm leaving." ”
"Think twice about the Dragon King!"
"Our people can't be left without an owner."
"The pride of the dragon clan will not bow to anyone!"
……
In the previous barrage game, these elders were watching the battle one by one, but they had not really experienced Mo Ninglong's strength.
After all, it is that the awe has not yet been generated.
The Dragon King sneered: "Do you know what gods are powerful? And I've confirmed that the Lord of the Abyss follows that god species. ”
"So, if it's for breeding, it's still excusable."
"Well, the Lord of the Abyss is indeed very strong, and combining with the Dragon King will definitely give birth to a stronger individual."
"If we can combine with that god species, our clan will not be able to stand at the peak of all races."
……
In an instant, the elders changed their attitudes and expressed their sadness about the Dragon King's departure.
The dragon king's face was expressionless: My clan pill.
Now.
Mo Ninglong, who was in the abyss realm, was preparing for Xiao Hei to leave the clan, and Mo Ninglong was also ready to treat Luo Ling.
Huge unfolding.
Mo Ninglong beckoned his subordinates, and Luo Ling fell into a coma, slowly floating, hovering in the center of the technique.
Everything is ready to go.
Qu Yanzhi was a little worried: "Is it okay?" ”
"There is no problem in repairing the body technically, but whether it is still the will of the original version depends on the will of this child."
Mo Ninglong said and started the technique.
The energy like a drop of water ran through Luo Ling's body.
Everything that is superfluous is culled.
Those missing organs are growing rapidly, just like in the mother's womb.
It is indeed not difficult to repair the body of a mortal.
It only took Mo Ninglong a short time to reshape a complete body.
But the other party's consciousness is still asleep.
Mo Ninglong frowned, carefully stimulating the other party's consciousness, waiting for Luo Ling to wake up.
The wait is days.
Both Xiao Hei and Xiao Hong have already solved the affairs within the clan.
"My lord, are you still busy?" Xiaohong raised her cute cheeks and looked at Mo Ninglong, who was looking up at the sky.
Black: "I've created races, the body is just a mixture, and consciousness is the most sophisticated structure. ”
The body is just a mixture, and I always feel that this sentence is so casual.
Probably, this is the reason why the ontology of the Abyssal Species is so ugly?
Xiaohong wiped a handful of unwarranted cold sweat, this is really a sad story.
Mo Ninglong was still continuing, stimulating Luo Ling's consciousness.
After so many days, he was already a little disappointed.
If it doesn't succeed after today, it means that Luo Ling is completely dead, and in that case, he can only recreate a blank consciousness for him.
In that way, Luo Ling will no longer be the original Luo Ling.
There are never two flowers in this world that are exactly the same.
A long time has passed.
Mo Ninglong sighed deeply
There is no sky in the abyss realm, and time can only be calculated according to the heart.
Tomorrow is just a few minutes away.
But in the last moment, when he was about to start creating a new consciousness, Luo Ling's original consciousness woke up.
"Luo Zero."
Mo Ninglong said softly: "How do you feel?" ”
Luo Ling didn't answer, but opened his eyes and looked at Mo Ninglong quietly.
"Luo Zero?"
"I don't want to change back." Luo Ling closed his eyes again: "Please, I don't want to lose my strength and value." ”
Only when the strength is strong enough can you guarantee your own value.
That's what she instilled when she was caught.
"This is no longer the cold laboratory, and you don't need strength anymore, isn't it good to be an ordinary person to go through your life safely?"
"Am I no longer useful?" Luo Ling was stunned.
The breath of dead wood emanated from the other party's body.
Mo Ninglong frowned: "Damn! ”
Luo Ling actually had the will to die, which greatly increased the failure rate of this technique.
Mo Ninglong, as a god species, is very good at destruction, but in the hand of creation, he is not a god species that specializes in creation, otherwise everything will be much simpler.
Helpless, Mo Ninglong had no choice but to say: "You are still valuable." ”
Case.
That's giving you value!
The super-composite technique unfolded until the light of the technique completely obscured the two of them.
"My lord, what's wrong?" Xiaohong couldn't understand this technique.
But Blackie is different, because she has also created races.
Looking at these techniques, his eyes revealed a hint of surprise.
"It's a necessary technique to build a race."
Create a race? It's not that Xiao Hong, such a strong man, has never seen it, Xiao Hei is one.
But Xiao Hei, who knew a little bit about it, was completely stunned.
In this way, the core is built directly from scratch.
It's not what she calls hunting other people's cores and transforming them to create species.
Is this the true spirit species?
It's horrible.