Hundreds of millions of conquerors?

Looking at the dense concoction nests in the wilderness, the blood pupil was silent......

What a terrible force, what a terrible force...... Even after 10,000 years, these powerful conquerors are still venting their strength to the outside world. They unleash their powerful and wild breath unleashed, like hibernating beasts, waiting for the moment to wake up. Endless 'branches' carry mysterious fluids into their bodies, keeping their flesh alive.

It is conceivable that when they open their eyes again, the whole universe will boil because of this!!

There is no one who can stop their strength and their revenge!!

"This ...... It's ......" Robbie's eyes widened in disbelief, his fingers trembling and pale. "What is this!?"

"For what, for what that civilization has been destroyed, and there will still be so many warriors left! Who are they? What are they still alive for? ”

"Yike...... It's really all alive, it's scary. Xiao Boxi also said in surprise, his face turned pale.

They are all the elites of the cosmic mercenaries, no matter how powerful the elites, when they see hundreds of millions of warriors who are as powerful as themselves, or even more powerful, the only thing left is fear. The strength that Claudir had shown them was too great, and the power of so many conquerors was enough to submerge half the universe and destroy hundreds of millions of civilizations in the flames of war. If they are allowed to unleash their fury, then the entire universe and civilization will be set back thousands of years because of this.

This is the real destructive power, which belongs to Claudir, the most destructive substance.

The blood pupil was also shocked, and he still didn't know how Crodil left such a large legion. With so many warriors, the number of them is long beyond the reach of a civilization. Even if all the members of humanity are now combined. I can't make up so many strong people.

Hundreds of millions! Hundreds of millions of real people. The amount of force that can drown the universe!

Moment. The blood pupils suddenly swelled with a burst of realization. None of these conquistadors were created at the same time, and it is likely that they began to accumulate from the moment of Crodir's birth. The long years allowed them to retain their excellent fighters, and finally formed such a terrifying scale.

But here's the problem. How Crodier kept them alive. Survived to this day 10,000 years later?

With this question in mind, the blood pupil observed again, and then suddenly froze.

An unimaginable chill crept up his spine, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into the abyss.

No! They are not living people!!

The ones that are in the modulation nest one by one. A living body, but a shell! Hundreds of millions of shells!

They are alive, but they are dead. No one will ever come out of the Modulation Nest again, because they have already lost their souls!

Under the shock, the blood pupil suddenly turned around and looked at the four men in front of the throne. Then my heart jumped.

They're shells too! Powerful, comparable to the body of a planetary-level powerhouse!

Wait, that face......

"Shadow!" Blood Pupil suddenly cried out.

"What did you say?" Robbie was stunned for a moment and hurriedly asked.

Instead of answering him, Blood Pupil walked quickly up to the first man and ruffled his long hair. Below that. Isn't it just a familiar handsome face?

"It's a shadow! The shadow of the first altar! Robbie was immediately surprised. A look of disbelief flashed in his eyes. "But isn't he dead? The only doppelganger is still at the first altar? Are we mistaken? ”

"Nope." The blood pupil shook his head silently, his face gloomy as if a dark cloud was shrouded. "You read that right. I'm not mistaken. ”

"He's the shadow. The time traveler of Claudir's Four Juggernauts, Shadow. ”

Blood Pupil lowered her palm, letting Shadow's long hair hang down. A hint of gloom flashed in his eyes. "But what we see is only a shell."

"Shadow's body?"

"No, it should have been concocted later." The blood pupil replied. He glanced at the second man. Unsurprisingly, it was Lestrow.

The third man, Boya.

The fourth man, Dirk.

The four major rulers that Blood Pupil had ever seen were all here at the moment. Although it was only a shell, the Blood Pupil could almost imagine that it was all prepared by the Claudir civilization for their rebirth. At some point, perhaps their spirit, soul, or doppelganger, will come out of the underworld and merge with the body again.

At that time, it will be the time when the Claudir civilization will come out of the ruins again and face the universe.

Ten thousand years of hatred and anger will be cleared in one fell swoop.

But the only problem is that there is no king in front of them.

The throne is empty.

The blood pupil was not only puzzled. With Crodiel's technique, since the bodies of the four major rulers can be cloned, why would the 'king' be omitted? Could it be that even the four great rulers can leave their own traces across time and space, and as the greatest man of Claudir, the 'king' can't be left?

This is not in line with reality.

In addition, the blood pupil is even more strange because there is only a shell in the deepest part of this ruin. Although these shells are strong, the loss of souls is nothing more than death. No matter how powerful a dead thing is, it is worthless. Crodil went to great lengths to keep them, and where did he find their souls?

It's okay to say that the four juggernauts were once legendary powerhouses, and even after such a long time, there are still traces left. But these hundreds of millions of conquerors are the problem. No matter how powerful a civilization is, it is impossible to preserve the souls of so many strong people and keep them to this day.

Compared with a civilization, time is the eternity of the universe.

"For what?"

The blood pupil stared blankly at the wilderness beneath his feet, and a blank look flashed in his eyes. "What's the point of leaving these for the sake of ......?"

"Blood...... ...... the blood pupil? Robbie's voice sounded in his ears, and the blood pupil turned his head blankly.

"You're calling me?"

"You!" The strange thing is that at this moment, Robbie no longer has the calm of the past, but points to the blood pupil, showing a shocked expression.

"Your Body ......"

"Me? What's wrong with me? The blood pupil looked down strangely, but found that he didn't know when, his body was shrouded in a thick layer of blood mist, and blood-colored breath flew from his body, rushing into the sky like a ghost. Before I knew it, the whole sky began to glow with red clouds. The wind is gusting and the shadows are repeated.

And the next moment, a intense, almost soul-tearing pain came from the depths of the blood pupil's mind, making him involuntarily fall to his knees.

"Ahh

The pain was so intense that the blood pupil could barely control herself. The ten fingers of both hands sank into the ground at the same time, and the hard altar buckled through the cracks.

But it didn't matter, the important thing was that at this moment, the blood pupil actually left reality and was suddenly pulled back into his mind.

In front of him, a boiling sea of blood appeared. The once familiar sea of blood. Countless blood shadows were struggling out of the sea of blood, screaming like hungry ghosts.

At the same time, Robbie outside was shocked to see a shocking scene.

I saw that the vast wilderness behind the throne suddenly cracked in the middle, revealing an incomparably huge shadow. In the shadows, a gorgeous, distinctive modulation nest slowly rises.

It's just that unlike the other Modulation Nests, this Modulation Nest ......

but it is empty. (To be continued.) )