Wang Ling wanted to return to Parthenon immediately and tell them this information.

However······

There was a roar all around, and the ground was trampled with a muffled sound.

Wang Ling floated in the air, overlooking the distance, only to see countless unknown soul beasts crawling out of the ground!

Each one ······

All of them have at least the ability to rule!

More than ten meters tall, rising from the ground.

A whole corps was formed, marching step by step towards the position of Parthenon.

Wang Ling suddenly remembered.

Undead ······ It is possible to avoid one's own perception······

Wang Ling's pupils shook!

Because ······

Not only here, but everywhere around, countless undead have poured out of the ground!

Really······

Questions?!

During the time period of the Battle of the World Capitals, at this critical point in time of the Parthenon Festival.

Make such a ······

Don't you just want to spread panic all over the world?

But······

Is it really possible in a place like Parthenon?

Wang Ling was skeptical.

Parthenon doesn't have to worry about himself, he just needs to protect himself.

Fortunately, in the past ten months, Wang Ling has also stored a huge amount of vitality.

The development of the Martial God space allowed him to find many powerful soul beasts, and absorbed the vitality of the unknown.

The ability to store life force is getting stronger and stronger, and all of his life force combined is even enough for him to go berserk again.

Although his strength has improved a lot recently, Wang Ling still knows very well that even if he cultivates to the peak of the soul captain, it is impossible to reach the strength of the soul general level after the rage.

At least in terms of hard power, he must reach the peak soul school, and he will definitely not be able to reach the soul captain stage, but after reaching the soul school, even if it is only a one- or two-star soul school, Wang Ling is sure to have the power of a high-star soul school.

No matter how violent it is, the basic power of the soul general is still there.

It's just that there is still a distance from the soul school now, Wang Ling can use his life force to improve, and he won't consume his potential, and now he doesn't have to worry about not being able to familiarize himself with power.

The two berserks familiarized him with the power of power in advance.

But the first problem is that the life force he needs is too great.

Think about it, twenty soul troughs······

At the peak of the Soul Captain, that is twenty-seven soul slots.

Wang Ling's strength in a furious rage is estimated to be only half enough.

To reach the peak of the Soul Captain, the vitality of the two furious spirits must be exhausted.

But this is meaningless, that is, it can't reach the soul school, and there is one less hole card.

Wang Ling never expected that he would be able to absorb his vitality and increase rapidly, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous because he couldn't control his power.

Now more power is needed, but there is no vitality.

The subconscious told him.

Something big is about to happen······

Only a stronger force can guarantee your own safety and the safety of others.

"Vitality······ I need time! ”

Wang Ling took a deep breath, and the stored life force covered his breath, disguising him as a flying soul beast.

Many dead soul beasts rose from the ground, and some even flew directly into the sky and brushed past the side of the king's tomb.

Only then did Wang Ling find out······

What's more, the other party is Wang Ling, and he pretends to be a soul beast and doesn't have vitality.

But fortunately, none of these undead will attack themselves, and it seems that the goal is very clear.

I don't know how long they've been lurking here, and they don't have any vitality at all······

Wang Ling held his breath and looked for an opportunity to evacuate at any time.

······

Outside of the base city of Parthenon, about 100 kilometers away from the base city.

There stood a group of terrifying reds that made everyone smell and change.

A stunningly beautiful woman dressed in red looked into the distance.

Suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air.

If you let the Japanese people see this face.

Absolutely will be in a panic instantly.

The King of Gluttony, Eater!

"Night spirits, poisonous scorpions, long time no see." The food brace looked left and right, and finally hooked the corners of his mouth slightly.

"You're slow." The night spirit glanced at the food support and said coldly.

"Something is delayed on the way."

The Night Spirit glanced at him lightly, and stopped looking at him.

"It's spectacular······ Thinking that after the good people left, they could still see such a scene of undead attack. Shi Zhu's gaze was a little stunned.

The poisonous scorpion smiled gloomily: "Yes, back then, you and I, the night spirits and the good people, were much more famous than now, and now the world is about to forget us." ”

Night Spirit heard the word good people, and looked into the distance for a moment, but quickly regained focus.

Soon ······

Soon, I'll be able to see you.

One more moment, just a moment.

Wait for me.

The Night Spirit looked into the distance, with hope in his eyes.

"See, this is the Eidolon." The scorpion shook its head, a little helpless.

Shi Zhu thought thoughtfully, and then shook his head and smiled: "Parthenon, he has always had the ability to flesh and bones of the living dead, and even more ······ The power of the resurrection. ”

"I just don't know if Liangming can be resurrected if he dies like that."

"Absolutely." The Night Spirit's voice was ethereal and beautiful, revealing a kind of firmness.

"Absolutely." Eidolon repeats again.

"Yes, yes, definitely." Neither the scorpion nor the food brace contradicted her.

Parthenon······ It will be our first stop to get the world back on track. ”

The scorpion's eyes are vicious.

Shi Zhu also nodded: "His Majesty the Pope has laid out a century-old chess game······ It's finally time to call it a day. ”

"All the red clothes, are they all here?" Shi Zhu asked.

The scorpion shook his head: "The people didn't come. ”

"His temper, where would he be involved in such a thing."

"This is the Pope's order!" Shizhu's brows furrowed slightly, and his face changed.

"So what, he is different from us, he is the same kind of people as Liangming, they don't need to obey the Pope's command, they have the greatest power to act, and we are just the successor of jealousy and gluttony." The scorpion snorted.

Jealousy gradually emanated.

Gluttony was also uncomfortable, and when he saw that the poisonous scorpions began to reveal his true nature, he simply couldn't bear it, took out the food, threw it into his mouth one by one, and didn't even tear the bag.

"It's really habitual." Shizhu rolled his eyes.

"I think Liangming's ability is strong, talented, and he even invented such a thing as a berserk potion, but what about the people? It's just a creation of a higher level of undead. The scorpion said quietly.

"If I was given enough time, I could make that kind of powerful undead."

Shi Zhu was originally in a united front with him.

But now he had to retort: "Don't say it, the more ordinary it is, the more powerful the undead you make······ This kind of ability really makes people jealous, and you and I definitely can't do it anyway. ”

The scorpion looked awe-inspiring, and its face was wrinkled together beyond recognition.

Eat one's heart out.

Undisguised jealousy.

However, food support has long been used to it.