Chapter 1239: The Rivers and Lakes Are Far Away, and the Rest of Your Life Accompanies You (23)

Huang Qianqian's side because they move fast, they dispose of more and more, and if they disperse, everyone's pressure will become less and less.

In the rear, not only is the speed slow, but nearly half of the people have been eroded, and their own people have become enemies.

In this case, as long as there is one, the subsequent times are multiplied.

As time goes on, everyone's stamina begins to slowly run out, and this situation is the most terrifying.

Huang Qianqian was the first to notice that they didn't specify any tactics, because the other side was brainless, and it was useless to formulate tactics.

Those things on the other side can't be finished, and although the opening of chaos is sealed, this guy will produce it himself.

Somewhere in the back, a person wearing the unified armor of the Holy Phoenix Temple, a scratch suddenly appeared on his arm, and it was a Chaos Saying that it was a surprise attack behind him.

Originally, at this moment, the heart would have been grabbed by the chaos beast, but the companion on the side solved it with a sword.

He turned sideways, sliced his sleeve open with his sword, and looked at the three scars on his arms that had begun to change color, his eyes full of despair.

"Ahh

The scars on being scratched are not only eroded, but also extremely painful.

"Kill me! Kill me! Fast! He fell to the ground in pain, and his other, uninjured hand, was suspended in the air, wanting to touch but not daring to touch.

The partner on the side wanted to rush up to help him, but he stopped him.

"Don't come here! I don't care about you! Stay back! Kill me! You're going to kill me! ”

The companion was a little at a loss: "You, what stupid thing are you talking about?" Wait a minute, there is a way, there will be a way! ”

The screening conditions for the Holy Phoenix Temple are very strict, and basically few people are able to enter every year.

So those brothers here are all brothers who have been together for many years and have treated each other as lovers.

At this moment, their brother is in pain like this, and they are desperately trying to let themselves kill him, how can they do it?

"No way, don't delay, there's no way! I don't want to, I don't want to be that person who doesn't want to be a ghost! Kill me! Kill me! I don't want it! I don't want to do anything to you!! ”

He would rather die than do it to his brothers and relatives, this is what he wants to express.

His companions couldn't get off the hand, and he could feel his consciousness getting more and more blurred as he saw the wound hurt more and more.

He could probably imagine what would happen when he was completely unconscious, so he didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed the long sword on the side with his uninjured hand, and stabbed himself in the heart without hesitation before everyone had time to stop it.

It was so hard that it pinned itself to the ground.

"I ...... Ahem, I don't want to hurt you...... So, ...... That should be fine...... Ahem......"

His gaze sank little by little, symbolizing the dissipation of vitality little by little.

All the former brothers stood there dumbfounded, watching him leave.

They didn't even care about the danger that he would be exposed to by the erosion of chaos in case of an accident.

The three of them stood here, I don't know how long.

Among the people who participated in the battle, there were also those Soul Clan people who generated the power of resentful souls.

The Soul Clan people have a trait, as long as they get a little into some of their people, they can extradite the soul at will.

Then use the evil qi between heaven and earth to turn these extradited souls into soul clans again.

It's just that these new Soul Clans will be greatly restricted, and they will be controlled by the one who extradited them.

Unless they become more powerful and surpass their own extraditers, they will never be able to escape this control.

It is equivalent to becoming someone else's slave after being extradited.

Dark Moon was dressed in a black robe and wore a black mask, and the whole person was very mysterious.

He constantly wandered between the Chaos Beast and ordinary people, harvesting life at a speed comparable to that of Huang Qianqian.

Suddenly, his foot was grabbed by something.

His current speed is not ordinarily fast, and to be able to grab his feet in this situation is not an ordinary person.

He paused and looked down.

This is an ordinary monk among other forces, and to say that he is ordinary, indeed, does not have a very loud reputation.

But at this moment he is not ordinary.

Dark Moon thought that he had caught him and wanted to ask for help, so he was ready to give this person a good time.

But the truth was not what he expected.

"Dare, dare...... I ask you, is it a soul...... Soul Clansman ...... cough cough cough ......"

Probably his consciousness has begun to blur, and at this moment, it is by becoming this self-esteem and conscience that he is still forcibly holding on.

Darkmoon just nodded, not answering him anything.

The man laughed, as if relieved.

"I want to ...... I beg Your Excellency, be me...... "He was panting for breath all the time, and he was really about to lose his breath."......

Dark Moon was absolutely aroused by him, and he casually moved his hands and feet, so that the person lying on the ground was a little more conscious, at least he spoke fluently.

"I would like to beg Your Excellency to be my extradition and let me become a Soul Clan from now on."

"Why?"

Dark Moon's voice was strange, and the moment one heard it, it was as if he felt the Grim Reaper standing behind him.

The same was true of that man, but he was not afraid at all, because he knew very well that he was indeed going to die.

"I want to keep fighting! I'm not reconciled yet, I don't want to be that kind of thing! ”

He didn't want to become a Chaos Beast, he could have died, but he still wanted to continue fighting, and he wanted to continue to do his part for this continent.

Dark Moon was at peace in his heart, because he didn't know how to sigh.

"Figured it out? If the deity becomes your extraditer, then you, basically, will become a slave of the deity for eternity, driven by the deity forever. ”

The Soul Clan ranks among the five deities alone, and this person's qualifications are mediocre, and it is basically impossible to surpass him.

The man was stunned, not only did he not hesitate, but also asked: "So as long as the adults are here, I will never die?" Can I just keep fighting? ”

"......" Dark Moon didn't know what to say, but in the end, he gave the other party an answer based on the cause and effect.

"Yes."

As long as the extradited person does not die, the extradited soul slave will not die.

Even if it is broken up, it can be reaggregated in a short period of time.

But as long as the extraditer dies, the soul slave will immediately follow the soul and scatter, and there is no room for salvation.

Dark Moon never thought that this was the case, and he would reconsider, but still not.

This time he guessed wrong.

(End of chapter)