First Altar......

In the wide cave, a huge and incoherent black sè sphere was suspended silently, and countless strange black threads of energy emanated from the surface of its body, just like a sea urchin that had been magnified countless times. Each black thread squirmed slightly. It stretches and spreads, but in the end, it automatically disappears after a certain distance, disappearing without a trace.

This is the energy release of the spatial partition. Don't look a little inconspicuous, but even the energy of a black wire is enough to penetrate the positive and negative space, completely penetrating any positive matter that touches. In the face of absolute spatial power, even the strongest warships of mankind are as fragile as pieces of paper, and there is no possibility of survival.

The energy contained in such a space ball could have destroyed the entire planet a hundred times. At present, it is quietly suspended in this cave that does not know how deep it is, not only does it not explode, but is confined in a limited environment, and it has to be said that the wonder of creation.

But at this moment, the black sè sphere suddenly swelled up, and it expanded by more than three percent. In just a split second, it fills most of the cavern's space, even including a portion of the cave walls. Visible to the naked eye, all the walls of the cave touched by the black sè sphere disappeared instantly, and the ports were as smooth as mirrors.

The next moment, the sphere contracted and disappeared without a trace. On top of the altar, a man wearing a hooded hat appeared.

Exactly the shadow.

I saw that the shadow at this moment was extremely embarrassed, one left hand had completely disappeared, and even the body was blurred like mist, flickering and swaying from time to time. The hooded coat was draped over his body, and it seemed that it could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

But even so. His body was still straight, and his only right hand was raised high, tightly pressed against an old man's throat.

That old man was none other than the magic-clad warrior who had challenged him before, the nuclear powerhouse, Istsu.

At this moment, Istsu no longer has the arrogance he had before. The whole person was like a worm, swaying with Shadow's arms, and the old face was full of painful convulsions. His eyes were closed, and he didn't know if he was still conscious.

But there was one thing he should be thankful for, and that was that he was alive. Alive in the hands of the shadow.

In today's universe, I am afraid that no one knows the Dao, and Ying is not a good person. In fact, in the distant era of chaos, kindness also had a name called poison. Hundreds of civilizations have been wiped out because of kindness. And as one of the five masters, Shadow is even more cruel. From the first time he set foot on the road of conquest, his hands were stained with the blood of his enemies. The path he walked was like a bloodline, full of the unjust souls of the resisters.

Strength is justice! It is not only Crodiel's motto, but also the most practical rule in the universe. (Knife is very curious to know if the rabbit hits the footbasin and will be regarded as a father.) Since the footbasin licked the butt of Eagle Sauce, licking the sole of the rabbit's foot is nothing, right? ）

In the cave, Shadow's gaze flickered slightly, and the whole person was like a dream. He quietly looked at Istsu in his hand, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm curious why Myron would choose you to be his heir. You're really ...... I was so disappointed......"

Fingers are slightly loose. Shadow let Istsuus slide down between his palms, slumping limply on the ground.

"Myron has followed me for hundreds of years and learned most of my skills. I've thought more than once that it's time to let him go. but because of his insistence he kept him. I knew he was doing this because he wanted to learn more from me and integrate it into his abilities. Myron is ambitious, and he knows what he has to do. What not to do. So during the time he followed me, he always maintained the most humble posture. ”

"Because he knows that no matter how ambitious he is, he will never be able to speak of dúlì until he has the strength to match his ambition."

"But......" said this, and Shadow glanced coldly at Eastsu at his feet. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"I don't see the slightest shadow of Myron on you!"

"Although you have some of his skills, you are like an ignorant child, both in mind and in mind. I can't imagine why Myron chose you as his heir. Especially...... You dare to challenge me here, do you really think that you can represent Myron and surpass Myron? Or do you think I'm just a doppelganger now, and I can challenge at will? ”

"Stupid ants." Ying uses this sentence as a conclusion. The disdain in his eyes was undisguised.

"Endless curved neck flask. I don't know if you should call you ignorant and meaningless, or if Myron deliberately didn't tell you that you would die at my hands. But either way, you're as ridiculous as a clown in my eyes. Do you do this in order for others to pass through my guardianship? But have you ever thought that if I let you pass, how could you not think of this? ”

"Don't take your enemies for fools, because that in itself speaks of your stupidity." With that, Shadow crouched down and placed his fingers on Istsu's chest, and by this time Istsu had woken up, his eyes full of horror.

Only the two of them knew how unequal the battle was just now, and in front of the shadow, he was like a child who had just learned to walk, fragile and ready to collapse at the touch of a button. It was only because of the lack of energy of the shadow itself that he got a chance to fight back, but it couldn't change the final outcome.

As Ei said, in front of him, Istsu can only be described as stupid. If he had known that Daoying's perception of the rules of space had reached such a point, he would not dare to challenge Ying in space if he had given Eastsu a few more daring.

It's not a difference in strength, it's stupidity.

But of course, Ei doesn't care about Eastsu's feelings, he just finds someone to talk to casually because of his long-term loneliness. So the next moment, his fingers sank into Istsu's chest, as if he had lost substance.

"Your companions, as well as others who try to challenge us, will be punished as they deserve for the rest of the journey. But you, the initiator, will die at my hands. ”

Shadow whispered, pulling out a chess piece from his bosom and placing it in Istsu's hand.

"You and I are pawns of fate after all, and no one wants to jump out of this cold chessboard."

"Also, when you go down, don't forget to bring greetings to Myron, who is still you, for me." As he spoke, Shadow's fingers sank, and when he took it out again, there was already an extra piece of crystal nucleus.

Not!?

Eastsu's eyes widened suddenly, trying to know what Lu Daoying was going to know the biggest secret in his heart, but he couldn't say anything anyway. In the blink of an eye, his gaze quickly dimmed, and his whole body turned into a cold mass of gravel.

Looking at the crystal nucleus in his hand, a trace of tenderness flashed in Shadow's eyes.

"Myron. That's why you asked him to come to me, right? ”

As he spoke, he put the crystal nucleus into his chest, and a trace of light flashed throughout the person, and his body, which seemed to be ready to dissipate, became a little solidified.

After doing all this, Shadow breathed a sigh of relief, and a tired expression appeared on his face.

But before he could relax, suddenly the whole cave shook violently, as if there had been a violent earthquake, and everything was shaking, making him stumble involuntarily.

When she looked up again, Ei's face showed a look of surprise.

"Who is it? Can you go straight to the core of the ruins? This...... What's going on? ”

No one knew the surprise of the shadow of the Dao, but the ruins of the Dao of the Devil had existed for the king since the day it was established. All of it is for the king, for the re-emergence of the entire civilization. For this reason, not only did he consume a lot of the resources of Crodir, who was almost at the end of his life, but also in the most difficult years, he extracted the five strongest rulers of the civilization, including him, out of their clones.

What a cruel price to pay, and it is no exaggeration to say that if it weren't for this ruin, the destruction of Claudir might have been delayed. But for the sake of the future of civilization, the king of the last generation still gave such a cruel order. And execute as cold as a machine.

It was a plan for the future, and for this plan, the entire civilization sacrificed untold resources and manpower.

As one of the five masters, Ying knew how important the plan was to Crodil. It can be said that as long as this set of plans exists, even if Crodil loses the past, he will definitely gain the future.

How could such a rigorous plan have such obvious loopholes? So when he sensed the meaning of this special shock, Shadow's surprise can be imagined.

Actually, someone can go directly to the core of the ruins? Doesn't this mean that the path to kingship, which is the most important in the plan, has a fatal loophole? It's terrifying, and Ei can't sit back and watch it anyway.

At the same time, he also clearly knew that among the current ruins, the only person who had the ability to stop all this was him.

Just because he is the only one of the five major rulers who specializes in the rules of the jīng space. Besides him, even the other Juggernauts would not be able to react to such an anomaly.

For a while, Ying's heart was spinning, but his face showed a resolute look.

At this moment, he was already scarred, and the energy of his soul was even lower to the point that he could collapse at any time, but he still did not hesitate to stretch out his hands to the void, perceiving, grasping, and retrieving.

The next moment, a twisted vortex appeared in the clearing in front of him. Like a black hole, it devours everything around it. This whirlpool appeared abruptly, but it disappeared quickly, but it disappeared without a trace in a moment. Instead, there was a group of figures that the shadow had never seen before.

It was a group of tattered figures, who could die at any moment, but in front of this group of figures, there was a man standing.

A flamboyant, almost impeccable woman.

"Who are you?" Shadow asked, a hint flashing in his eyes.