All the way back to the Holy City, the families of the soldiers came to greet them, and naturally, all the way they wept.

There were so many soldiers who died, three out of four people, and there were many kingdoms where the armies were all wiped out, and not a single one returned.

This kind of loss is so frightened that people dare not experience it again.

Looking at the numb eyes of the soldiers, the desolation, resentment, or despair of their families, Sun Ran knew that at least in a generation, if the Nightmare Beast attacked again, he would no longer be able to organize a decent army to resist.

"Give back my son!"

"Give back my husband!"

From time to time, someone shouted at the army, his voice was angry and desolate, even Sun Ran, when he heard such a bloody question, his heartstrings fluttered lightly involuntarily.

If you are a mortal in this world, you have to commit suicide and apologize in the face of this condemnation.

No wonder the spiritual mentor's prediction of the future is so gloomy, and there is indeed a reason for him to be helpless and powerless.

When they returned to the Holy City, the army was basically dispersed and returned to their respective kingdoms, leaving only more than thirty ninth-level spiritual masters still with Sun Ran.

There were more than 400 ninth-level soul masters in total, of which more than 200 came out of the Holy City, accounting for half, and more than 100 survived in the end. There are more than seventy psychic masters from other kingdoms who have gone back separately.

More than 200 people, more than 170 died, shocking losses.

The spiritual master came to greet him in person, and when he saw that Sun Ran was still alive, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, but when he saw the few remaining spiritual masters, his face darkened for a moment, but he didn't say anything, just let out a long sigh.

He expected this outcome. But when it really came, I couldn't stop being frightened.

Nightmare beasts are terrifying!

The entire Holy City team that came to greet them was also silent, these ninth-level spiritual masters had their own wives and children, and their own disciples, and each of them had extremely high prestige. But now it's unacceptable to die so many like ordinary soldiers.

I don't know who sang the mournful elegy, and the sound quickly spread, and a victorious army that strategically thwarted the intentions of the Nightmare Beasts was welcomed back to the Holy City in a bleak atmosphere.

All the way back to Milagiata, when Manxiu, Sun Ran and the spiritual master were alone, the old man said with a heavy face: "Lord Divine Envoy, I have read your battle report. According to historical records. The Great Demon God can draw strength from war and death, and this time we defeated it, but he regained his strength, conservatively estimated, and it only took ten years to recover and become even stronger. ”

"Ten years?" Sun Ran pondered for a moment and asked, "You mean to say that the current Great Demon God is the weakest. With each passing moment, he gets stronger. Really?"

"Hmm. And we can't stop him, no mortal can go deep into the wasteland to face the Great Demon God, let alone the Soul Rotter. ”

This is the real despair, they know that the Great Demon God will continue to grow stronger, but there is no means to stop it.

In short, the battle with the Great Demon God. From beginning to end, it was a battle without victory, and a lose-lose battle like this one is already the best result.

"So it seems. If you want to break this dead game, you must have a very powerful psychic master, and use your strength to forcibly overturn the chessboard set by the Great Demon God. Manxiu said.

Now these rules of battle are all set by the Nightmare Beast, and this entire void space is also evolved from it, this piece of heaven and earth is his chessboard, and all living beings are chess pieces.

Sun Ran and Man Xiu, these interstellar mercenaries, once they enter it, are also chess pieces, but they are just stronger chess pieces.

If the chess pieces want to win the chess game on the chessboard, it is absolutely impossible, at most it is just to make the monster more interesting when playing chess.

Obviously, the only way is to let a chess piece jump out of the chess game, overturn the table, and forcibly break the void space, and Lao Tzu will not play with you.

"No one can break this world, this is the realm of the gods!" The old man shook his head without thinking.

Manxiu has his own thoughts: "No, we have power, we have a sun, we must find a way to merge its power!" ”

She had proposed this idea before, but it was rejected by the Spiritual Master, and she gave it up for the time being, but now, it seemed to be the only solution, the last straw.

"Man-so, you're crazy. In the Middle Ages, there was an oracle who had the same idea as you, and he tried everything he could, and finally he tried, but in the end, his body was ignited by the sun and turned to ashes. If you don't believe me, look at the fifty-six volumes of the medieval epic "Azcot the Fire-Stealer", which talks about this oracle. The spiritual mentor completely rejected Manxiu's idea.

This old man is burdened with a heavy history, and from ancient times to the present, he has seen all the lessons of failure, so his heart is gloomy and he has no hope for the future.

"Even if you are not mortals, you are gods, but you are not gods, let alone sun gods, so it is impossible to control the sun. In this world, there is no sun god! The spiritual mentor emphasized repeatedly.

Man Xiu couldn't refute, and looked at Sun Ran, who had not spoken: "Leopard, what do you think?" ”

Sun Ran smiled: "There is no sun god in the world, only mortals who try to become the sun god." If Azcot succeeds in stealing the Divine Fire, then the epic will be rewritten, and perhaps it will become "The Glorious Path of the Sun God Azkot". ”

How could Sun Ran not see the problem that Man Xiu and the spiritual master saw, he had already seen through the tricks of the Great Demon God, and had been thinking about a way to break the situation, from the time he left the Holy City to go to the battlefield, he knew that fusing the power of the sun was the only way to break the situation.

So most of the time, Sun Ran was thinking about how to fuse the power of the sun, and by now, he had some eyebrows.

Seeing the smile on his face, the spiritual master frowned: "Lord God, don't do stupid things!" ”

Manxiu smiled: "So, you have a way?" ”

"There are some ideas." Sun Ran nodded, his hand wiped in the air, and strange, but incomparably sophisticated structures appeared in the air.

When Man Xiu looked at the past, she could understand most of them, and the more she looked. Her eyes brightened as she murmured, "What is this...... Oh, the solar stove, for loading the power of the sun, right? ”

"Yes."

"It's ...... Amos Cycle, the inspiration you get from Ruiwu's Transformation Source Force Crystal Method. Right? ”

"Yes."

"Hmm... I don't think yours has a good structure, it seems to have room for improvement. ”

"Hehe, this structure is just my initial vision."

The spiritual mentor on the side looked at the strange light and shadow in the air, and then looked at the two divine envoys who were eagerly discussing, but he couldn't understand anything, so he could only stare dryly from the sidelines.

After listening for a while, he spoke, "So you are really going to merge with the sun?" Even if you crush your bones? ”

"Do you have any other way?" Manxiu asked.

The Spiritual Master shook his head, then sighed, "In that case, I might be able to help." ”

Between words. He walked to the corner of the room and knocked on the wall a few times, and the wall disappeared into light and shadow, and a secret room appeared behind it.

In the secret room, there are also a large number of strange-shaped instruments.

"What is this?" Sun Ran asked.

"The objects that Azcott used back then, as well as his notes, are here. Although he failed, although he was considered extremely arrogant by the world. But there's no denying that his intelligence is unmatched. The Holy City kept his relics. Studying from time to time, it is now the grand occasion of having hundreds of ninth-level soul masters. Since you are preparing for his way, look at the wisdom of this pioneer. The spiritual mentor said.

Sun Ran stepped forward, opened a notebook, and after only a few glances, his eyes lit up. Turning his head to Manxiu, he happily said, "This is the holy book of becoming a sun god!" ”

Man Xiu walked up and took a few looks, and nodded happily: "It looks like we're going to be fire stealers this time." ”

In the following time, the minds of the two of them were all immersed, and they were eagerly discussing how to steal the fire.

The spiritual mentor watched from the side, although he didn't understand it very well. But he clearly felt the vitality and hope from these two divine envoys, and his heart inexplicably brightened.

After watching from the side for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Can I know, can I succeed?" ”

"It's just a matter of time. Maybe with a flash of inspiration, you can succeed tomorrow, but if you don't get the hang of it, it may take decades. May the glorious God bless us. Sun Ran replied, and then turned to discuss the various technical details of fusing the power of the sun with Man Xiu, leaving this spiritual master aside.

In the time that followed, the two of them really forgot to sleep and eat, and stayed in a small secret room at the top of this Milagia Tower, ignoring what was going on outside the window.

The Spiritual Master inevitably disturbed them, so he simply resealed the secret room, and announced to the outside world that the Divine Envoy was in retreat to cultivate his mind, and strive to increase his strength to fight against the Great Demon God.

In the beginning, the spiritual master had to open the secret room every other day to take a look inside, and slowly, it became once a month, then every three months, and then once every six months.

Every time you open it, you can see that there is a ball in the secret room that is extremely sophisticated, sometimes the ball is growing, and other times, the ball is toppled and restarted, and the two participants, always attentive, never communicate with a third person except for mutual discussion.

Eight years later, the Spiritual Master had grown older, and he hadn't opened the Chamber of Secrets for more than a year.

On this day, he was about to go to see the situation inside, but suddenly he felt a whirlwind, and then he fell to the ground with a heavy headhead.

Before he even had time to explain what was going on, his soul entered reincarnation.

The spiritual master passed away suddenly, and the whole city mourned, but the holy city had a perfect alternate uniform, and the spiritual master went, and immediately qualified the oldest and most prestigious ninth-level spiritual master to replace him and become the new mentor of the holy city.

This mentor is only in his fifties, and he can be called in the prime of life. After he took office and moved into the highest room in Milagiyata, he always had a question in his heart: "Five years ago, where did the two divine envoys who were short-lived and then declared to be in retreat and cultivation?" ”

However, he soon ran out of time to think about it, for there were reports from the border that the Nightmare in the wasteland were moving frequently, and it seemed that they were preparing to attack again.

The news left the new mentor feeling anxious. (To be continued......)