Chapter 193: The Sky Has Fallen
With Zhuang Yichen's roar! A violent shockwave exploded outward from all around him, and the violent dark elemental raged wildly, and it was actually layer upon layer, continuous, tearing everything around him to shreds in an instant!
The undead who had been maintaining the magic array was immediately hit hard, and I saw that the soul fire in his eyes flashed violently, and it actually directly degenerated from purple gold to dark blue.
This magic array, which can deprive people of all their senses, needs to be maintained with all his mental strength, and at this time, the magic array is shattered, and his strength is directly knocked down to the first order!
The soul fire of the undead flickered sharply, and a frightened divine thought instantly reached Zhuang Yichen's mind.
"Who the hell are you! Why? Why does the Soul Refining Array have no effect on you!? β
Zhuang Yichen moved in an instant, and pasted it in front of the face of the undead, "Lao Tzu is your father!" Die, dog mongrel! β
"Bang! Boom~~!! The sound of explosions rang out again, and the dark elements of the entire space became violent under the magic!
Although the undead clan's plan to erase Zhuang Yichen's mind and change his mind failed, the memory projected in Zhuang Yichen's soul still existed. After receiving the most complete and systematic magic inheritance of the undead clan for twelve years, his mastery of magic at this time was not inferior to that of the real undead in front of him!
Under this violent explosion, the undead spirit was forced to teleport, and flashed back more than ten meters again. Zhuang Yichen followed, and a rain of corrosive arrows smashed down his head and face!
Swish! A curtain of ice emerged above his head, but the rain of corrosive arrows was not over. Zhuang Yichen had already smashed a frost nova over.
Boom! The deep blue ice covered the range of tens of meters around him in an instant, and the undead barely stretched out a mage shield, but before he could use space magic to escape, three sharp bone spears had turned into three pale streamers and shot straight away from his faΓ§ade!
Zhuang Yichen only felt that the blood in his chest was excited, and he shouted: "Old dog! Look where you're hiding! β
The three bone spears came in an instant, and then at this moment, the claustrophobic space suddenly shook like a curtain of water.
Circles of space ripples scattered and fluctuated, and then with a bang, they completely collapsed into countless fragments!
As soon as the spatial ban was broken, I saw a dark whirlpool silently rolling up in front of the undead. Zhuang Yichen has just experienced this scene, see you at this time, where do you still not understand the reason.
Want to go? Ask me if I agree!
Zhuang Yichen raised his right hand, and a frost nova quickly condensed, and then exploded in front of the space-time vortex in an instant!
Boom! The power of ice and cold raged in an instant, and countless fine ice crystals reflected the noon sun, dazzling and full of endless killing opportunities!
However, just as the frost nova was raging, a firm phalanx slowly stretched out of the whirlpool.
In an instant, it was as if time had frozen. The raging frost nova was imprisoned by an invisible force, and then the soul fire in the eyes of the undead flickered slightly, and then completely dissipated into the invisible.
He looked along the time-space vortex, and saw that on the tall ice throne, the king of the undead clan, who had reached the strength of a demigod, stood quietly in front of the throne, and the white soul fire in his eyes passed through the endless time and space, and Zhuang Yichen looked at each other silently.
Looking at the familiar figure, Zhuang Yichen subconsciously clenched his fist, until a piercing pain came out of his palm.
The two white soul fires in the pitch-black eye sockets were still quiet as usual, and nothing seemed to be able to make waves in his state of mind. Zhuang Yichen laughed at himself, if there was no Tower of the Dead to protect the soul, he would probably have to kneel down on one knee at this moment and willingly bow down!
The spatial vortex lasted only for a short while, and then slowly dissipated into nothingness. The difference in spatial strength between the two planes makes the law of the plane equally strong and strong. Even a strong person who has obtained a lower godhead cannot shake the power of the law.
The breeze blows, and everything is idle and invisible.
The spring water around him was still murmuring, and a few faint clouds hung above the clear blue sky. The warm spring sun gently poured on Zhuang Yichen's shoulders, but Zhuang Yichen suddenly had a chill like falling into an ice cave!
Demons, necromancy, the laws of the plane, and the vast plan to prop up the Earth rebels. All this kept echoing in Zhuang Yichen's mind like a magic sound. The so-called catastrophe of the last days is just a little inconspicuous wave that was casually affected by the war between the undead and the Temple of Light. In those beings that are already close to the gods, the existence and destruction of a lower plane is just a trivial thing that can be easily accomplished in the hands of a hand.
Zhuang Yichen stood in place, breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately rushed down the mountain. In this seemingly quiet half a year, not only the humans are rebuilding their homes, but the undead have also laid out all the chess pieces. Since the end of the world, the biggest reason why human beings have been able to recover their vitality so quickly is that the order on which human society depends has not completely collapsed! And order is exactly what the undead need to destroy!
Only a group of human beings who have lost all the shackles of rules in a messy manner can truly serve the interests of the undead.
Zhuang Yichen rushed down the hill quickly, and at this time, it was only ten minutes since he left.
The squeaky wild boar meat skewers on the barbecue grill are squeaking with oil, and the aroma of chili peppers and spices permeates the meat on the charcoal fire, and it also drifts into the air with the warm spring breeze.
When Lao Wang saw Zhuang Yichen coming back, he hurriedly stood up and asked in a low voice: "It's all settled?" β
Zhuang Yichen only told him about the bloody thing before leaving, and he naturally didn't know about the series of changes that happened later.
Zhuang Yichen nodded with a complicated expression, "It's hard to say, go back to the camp immediately!" Don't drag it out for a second! β
After that, he didn't care about Lao Wang's reaction, and immediately rushed to the front of everyone who was barbecuing. Niuniu was sitting by the stream with a grilled sausage in her hand, and her two white and tender little feet stretched into the crystal clear stream and kept splashing forward.
"Throw everything here, in a minute, get in the car and go back to camp!" Zhuang Yichen said and came to Niuniu, threw the roast sausage in her hand to the ground, and then picked her up and walked to the car.
"Boss, what's the matter?"
"Don't ask why! Too late to explain! β
Everyone saw Zhuang Yichen's serious look, although they still looked puzzled, but they didn't dare to delay, and immediately got into the car with him.