Chapter Ninety-Six: See Ming Shengzu Again

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Saying that this thing is a "human" is mainly because his appearance is still a little similar to a human, but at the shoulder blade above his shoulder, there are two vague faces, and there is a mouth that slowly opens and closes as if he is breathing.

With a "click", the "person", who seemed to be constantly flowing with some black liquid, jumped out of the mural and landed on the ground.

"Hehe, isn't it strange how I got this way?" The pitch-black "man" looked at Zhou Xian and slowly spoke: "Beast Soul Awakening Method...... At the beginning, I also prepared the beast soul awakening pulse method, but I didn't expect that all the souls in the dragon corpse were sucked away by you first. As a result, the formation backfired, making me look like I am now. If I hadn't had some other means, I'm afraid I would have died on the spot. ā€

Fortunately, the voice of this black thing was the same as that of Ming Shengzu before, otherwise Zhou Xian would not have recognized what this thing was.

Looking at Ming Shengzu, Zhou Xian shrugged his shoulders: "You can't blame me, the third prince still wanted to use me as a sacrifice for the beast soul awakening method, but they all got into it." Anyway, the purpose of that winged armor at that time was to paralyze me, and then use it as a sacrifice for you to awaken the pulse of the beast soul, right? Boss, this is too unkind, isn't my life worthless? Now that you have fallen into this kind of fate, you can only blame you for calculating others in front of you, and the retribution is unhappy. ā€

As soon as the Wujin Tiankui Sword in Zhou Xian's hand turned, all the flames in the sky were restricted, and they were all blessed on the two golden dragons.

At this moment, the two golden dragons no longer looked like phantoms at all, but as if they were completely substantial existences, covered in auspicious clouds, and their teeth and claws writhed vividly in the air, and then turned into two golden lights, circling around the Ugin Tiankui Sword, emitting amazing light and heat.

Ming Shengzu made a move, and the Ghost Nightmare also returned to his feet that day, judging from the appearance of the Ghost Nightmare a little shrunk that day, it was obviously very jealous of Zhou Xian's method of moving the dragon flame for nine days just now.

"It seems that you have swallowed the harvest of dragon slaying alone, you little guy is no longer what it used to be." Ming Shengzu, who was almost half-human and half-ghost, had a gleam in his eyes, and his eyes stared at the Wujin Tiankui Sword in Zhou Xian's hand that was surrounded by two golden lights and said, "If you think that I am a craftsman with no combat power, then you are wrong. I have been at the pinnacle of senior craftsmen for so many years, and there are all kinds of magical means. This day's nightmare is just a plaything compared to it. If the little guy gets acquainted, hand over all the dragon materials, and then obediently let me extract the dragon soul in your body and perform the beast soul awakening method again, I will let you live. Otherwise, I'll have to get it myself from your corpse. ā€

After speaking, Ming Shengzu put on a glove that was as red as blood on his hand. This thing looks like a craftsman's glove, but the faint blood that emanates from it has a very evil way to look at it.

It was just the blink of an eye, and the blood emitted by Ming Shengzu's red gloves became thicker and thicker, and even the Heavenly Ghost Nightmare lying at his feet roared in a low voice with some uneasiness, but he didn't dare to run away.

Those blood lights condensed in the air, wrapping around the surface of Ming Shengzu's body as if it had been smeared with asphalt, and gradually formed layer after layer of blood-colored armor parts with a very complex structure.

The original layer of blood-colored parts, after still attaching to Ming Shengzu's body, took deep roots under his skin, and then became a layer of bottom plates, and more blood-colored armor parts were attached to it.

In the blink of an eye, Ming Shengzu's entire person was tightly wrapped in the blood-colored armor, and he couldn't see any skin on his body exposed.

That kind of blood-light aura slowly seeped out from the gaps in these armor parts, making Ming Shengzu, who looked much taller, exude a dangerous aura.

Not out of Zhou Xian's expectations, in his information column, the "Warning Prompt Message for the Emperor Quest Boss Battle" directly appeared.

As always, it is not possible to teleport and escape, and death declares the mission a failure.

Martin Luther King, Jr., who had been closing his eyes all the time, like a scarf, finally slowly opened one eye, and then used his mind to send a voice to Zhou Xian: "This thing is a little interesting...... The legendary core technique of the demon craftsman, the blood demon puppet technique, has reappeared in the world. This guy is also quite capable, and he even semi-puppeted himself, and then has a strong combat ability. ā€

"If the Ugin Tiankui Sword still has the power of the year, a guy of this level is just a minion. But because it had been hit hard, the remaining power of the Ugin Tiankui Sword was only a few percent. It's just that your ability is still very limited, and among the remaining tens of percent of the power, you can only exert about one-tenth of it, which is a bit tricky. ā€

When Zhou Xian heard the "Puppet Technique", he understood what this Ming Shengzu, who had reached the peak of the normal craftsman's level, was doing.

In the middle of the neutral map in the game world, there is an entrance to the underground. Through this entrance, one can reach a mysterious underground palace that stretches over a wide area underground.

This underground palace is said to be a place where demon craftsmen and human craftsmen studied various equipment and war equipment together.

According to a small amount of information revealed in the game world, this place, which was once called the temple of ancient craftsmen, once gathered all kinds of craftsmen and masters in the old world when the demon clan was still active.

Because the demons were expelled by the Shura clan, and the Shura clan was defeated and driven out of this world in the alliance between humans and demons, large-scale equipment research work is no longer necessary.

But the demons who were deeply driven to the underground demon realm, and the Shura clan who didn't know which world they were exiled to, were not without the possibility of returning to this world and launching a new round of war.

As the saying goes, forgetting to fight is dangerous, so the top craftsmen of the human race and the demon clan are all concentrated in the underground palace under the current earth city, concentrating on the research of more powerful equipment and combat equipment.

Among them, there are some high-level craftsmen, and they have also ingeniously researched a combat equipment that does not need to be attached to the human body, and can absorb energy and exert combat effectiveness by relying only on the imprinted formation, that is, the mechanism combat equipment.

The study of the essence of the knowledge related to the mechanical equipment is called the mechanical puppetry.

All kinds of humanoid, demon-shaped, beast-shaped, and even mechanism puppet war equipment that imitates the appearance and ability of the demon and Shura clans have come out one after another, and in the process of continuous improvement, they can even use the beast souls extracted by the secret methods of the demon clan to increase some low-level spiritual means, enhancing the combat effectiveness of these things.

At the height of this underground palace, legend has it that the puppet battle equipment born in it can even reach the level of the top masters of humans and demons in terms of destructive power.

Later legends say that something happened to the underground palace where the puppet art of the institution was studied, and the puppet war equipment with low intelligence all had the ability to move on their own, sealing the underground palace and washing a large number of elite craftsmen in it, which led to the loss of the method of a large number of elite craftsmen of the demon race and the human race.

As for why such a tragic thing happened to that underground palace, which eventually led to it being abandoned along with the earth city, the related stories have been scattered in the long river of history, as if buried with the glory of the former demon clan.

Many years later, the Craftsman Academy regained this responsibility.

"Use the puppet technique on your own body, boss, you are really courageous." Zhou Xian looked at Ming Shengzu, who was no longer humanoid at all, but more like a blood-colored steel colossus that was two meters tall and could move, and said, "But the dragon clan materials and that dragon soul are all exchanged for my life. If you want, go find a dying old dragon yourself. Want to take it from me, that's a pipe dream! ā€

Zhou Xian naturally couldn't agree to Ming Shengzu's bullshit request, and it was very likely that he would follow his own life if he didn't get the dragon soul pumped, so that the emperor's task would end here.

Rather than this, it is better to fight hard, and maybe there is a chance of winning.

Although for the player, there is no real death in the game world. Dying during certain quests interacting with an important world NPC will only erase all of your interactions with that NPC, and the NPC will no longer remember any information about interacting with the deceased player.

That's why there is that kind of important adventure mission that has been running for more than half a year, and at the last moment, because of the accidental death of the character in the game world, all the players who have made all their efforts come to naught, post all kinds of blood and tears in the game forum and cry......

Ming Shengzu, who was like an active blood-colored steel puppet, let out a deep voice: "That is, you are looking for death by yourself!" ā€

As soon as the words fell, Ming Shengzu's huge steel wrist shook, and in the sound of "boom, la-la-la" iron chains, the huge steel fist fell heavily to the ground.

A huge iron fist attached to the wrist by an iron chain, like a meteor hammer. But on top of the blood-colored surface parts of the iron fist, circles of dark black lines soon emerged.

"Demon Pattern!"

Zhou Xian had just judged the origin of the dark black lines in that circle, and the blood-red steel fist seemed to have suddenly lost all its weight, floating lightly from the ground.

"Whew!"

Without any warning, the suspended iron fist came straight to Zhou Xian's face door with a violent sound of wind pressure, like a blood light that pierced the void!

Martin Luther King's voice sounded quickly in Zhou Xian's mind: "Be careful to dodge! Although this guy's puppet technique is not too good, our current strength will definitely not be of any benefit under a hard touch! You see the right time to release Long Yan for nine days, I'll use a small method to see if I can solve him! ā€

"Good!"

Zhou Xian's three major displacement magic skills were immediately cast, and his body was like a willow tree in the wind, and he began to move strangely and erratically! (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )