Chapter 67: The Little Skeleton Feeds
"Five hundred years later, the world doesn't seem to have changed much. Yechen muttered.
Except for the Death Empire, which has changed its king, the other empires are still those old acquaintances of Yechen, and the way they rule has not changed.
The most of these announcements are about the movements of the alien race, the whole human race, they are the most sensitive, after all, they have enslaved the human race for countless thousands of years, and the specific number of years can no longer be verified, it was an extremely dark era, all the human races trembled under the pressure of the ten thousand races, as long as those alien races gave an order, the captive human race would obediently sacrifice the designated human race to all races.
Women are offered to the pleasures of all races, and children and young people are eaten by all tribes in various ways, steamed, boiled, stir-fried, and the most cruel of all, eaten raw and roasted alive.
In that era, the people who survived didn't even want to recall, Yechen, who belonged to the people at the end of that era, later led the human race and laid a world for the human race.
After browsing the general information, Yechen said: "Challenge, the opponent after 100 million." ”
"As you wish. The voice of the machine spirit rang out all around.
"The opponent you challenged, the Death Empire, Yue Hongchang 4698, a fourth-order warrior, ranked 2717453257. ”
The environment around Yechen changed, and appeared in the ring in the Martial God space, and at the other end of the ring, a middle-aged man in his forties and a tall and burly zombie stood together.
The zombies of the Death Empire are used by default as the tools of the warriors, so they can be copied into the Martial God space, which is also the most powerful and tricky place for the people of the Death Empire, compared to other empires, they can find one or more helpers to fight the enemy.
Without superfluous words, the battle between Yechen and the opponent started instantly,
The two sides approached quickly, and then, instantly.
"Keep up the challenge, after 100 million. ”
"As you wish......"
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In the world of death, it was gray, empty, and dead.
A small white skeleton was running fast across the wild
After a month of fighting, the little skeleton had made rapid progress, at least, he no longer walked as stumbling and slow as before, and now, like a swift wolf, he could run fast and stop moving in an instant.
The little skeleton jumped slightly, jumped more than five meters high, and then landed on a huge white skull, which was the head of an unknown beast, and I don't know how many years it had been here.
Behind the little skeleton, he carried a two-meter-long bone spear, which was his trophy, which he picked up after killing a zombie.
Now in the skull of the little skeleton, the fist-sized flames are burning and burning, and the empty eyes give people the feeling that they are a little more agile.
The white bones of the little skeleton are no longer as gray and white as before, but have an extra layer of light, and because of this light, it no longer feels weak, but rather hard like metal.
The little skeleton is no longer the little skeleton that can only rely on instinct, he seems to have his own wisdom, although this wisdom is not as good as that of the human race, but like a beast, it has a little more cunning flavor.
In the past, small skeletons would not stand on a high place to look ahead, but now, small skeletons know how to catch weak prey and how to avoid powerful enemies.
In the valley ahead, there are white skeletons walking aimlessly, there are ghosts with dull expressions floating in the dim sky, and in the depths of the valley, there is a faint smell of danger.
The little skeleton hesitated for a moment, clenched the bone spear in his hand, jumped off the huge skull, and ran wildly towards the valley.
"Ahh
The skeletons who walked aimlessly were still dominated by instinct, not knowing the slightest danger was approaching, and there were even some skeletons attracted by each other's soul fire and attacking each other.
A group of ghosts flew towards the little skeleton.
In the dead space, there are no rules, or in other words, power is rules, and mastering power can govern survival and destruction.
In the face of these ordinary ghosts, the little skeleton was not afraid, the spear in his hand stabbed out, piercing the ghost that was the first to approach him, and the ghost turned into a little spark flying in the air, and then the little skeleton sucked slightly, sucking the fragmentary starfire into the skull, and turned it into the nutrients of the soul fire.
It's just that this nutrient is pitiful for today's little skeletons.
After killing five ghosts, one of them let out a terrible scream and flew towards the top of the valley.
Wraiths are different from low-level skeletons, they already have some self-awareness, and in terms of intelligence, they are much higher than zombies and skeletons of the same level.
The little skeleton had no choice but to watch them fly away, and then set his eyes on the skeletons who were walking aimlessly.
Some low-level skeletons, when they see small skeletons, even instinctively feel fear and want to escape.
These white skeletons are too low-level, and their movements are as slow as the little skeletons of the beginning.
The little skeleton stuck the bone spear on the vertebrae behind it, pounced like a wolf, grabbed a skeleton with two white bone hands, and then skillfully pinched the skeleton's throat, held the skull in his hand one by one, and then used his mouth to suck the soul fire inside the skull, and the invisible flame flew into the little skeleton's skull.
Throwing the skull that had lost its soul fire at random, the little skeleton pounced on the other skeleton.
This is a one-sided slaughter, this is the feeding of the little skeletons, and each time a skeleton is killed, the power of the little skeletons changes slightly. It's just that for today's little skeletons, the pace of progress is pitifully slow.
After inhaling the soul fire, the Three Yin Qing Secret Technique passed on to the little skeleton by Yechen was instinctively driven by the little skeleton, and then used part of the death power to integrate it into the bones.
As the soul fire became stronger, the skeleton's skeleton slowly evolved.
The world of death has no concept of time, and I don't know how long it has been, and the low-level skeletons wandering outside the valley have all been devoured by the small skeletons and consumed the soul fire.
"Roar!" Inside the valley, a powerful existence seemed to feel the small skeleton outside the valley, and let out a loud warning sound.
Like wild beasts, when their wisdom reaches a certain level, these dead creatures also have a sense of territory, and the loud roar seems to urge the little skeleton to leave quickly.
There was a flat avenue outside the valley that led to the depths, and the little skeleton hesitated for a moment, took off the bone spear, and ran wildly in the direction of the valley, squatting slightly in the process of running, and then jumped high, grabbed the vines on the mountain wall, and grabbed the vines like a monkey and swung them into the depths of the valley.
(End of chapter)