Chapter 446: The Yellow King Who Was Whipped (I)

Argoa is a "neutral" King of the Old Sun, a true moon god, the source of billions of moonlight sequences, and an being misunderstood by other creatures of the past.

Yes.

The most misunderstood thing about her is that she is a coward, like other old kings who have avoided war, and does not understand the truth of cold lips and teeth.

But the reality is very different from the rumors, and only a few people know the truth.

At the time of the first Creator landing.

Argoa was one of the first Old Kings to be attacked by the Creator.

Until then.

She had never seen such a powerful creature.

It was an existence far beyond the comprehension of all living beings in the old days.

It's like a real nightmare.

"In His presence, we, the so-called kings of the old days, have no room to fight back, no different from those weak mortal creatures."

By a quiet stream.

Argoya, the goddess of the moon, sat on a stone as clear as jasper with her knees folded.

Yan Que sat beside her, only feeling that Argoya was not the same as the imaginary moon god...... There is no majesty of the old king, more like a carefree and excessively lonely little girl.

It's a pity that until this moment, Yan Que couldn't see her face clearly, and could only vaguely see a graceful figure from the soft white moonlight.

"The others will soon be dead, and I'm the only one left...... Actually, I'm also very strong, okay. Argoia muttered to herself, helplessly unwilling, "But I still can't beat Him, the creature who calls himself the Creator has almost burned up the moonlight I have summoned......"

"How did you survive in the end?" Yanque asked curiously.

"I'm already dead." Argoya blinked, but unfortunately Yanque couldn't see the playful expression on her face.

"Aren't you still alive......"

Yan Que didn't know some of the secrets of the arsenal at all, and naturally he didn't understand that the moon god he saw in front of him was just a picture.

"Oh, I'll keep telling you about the beginning."

Argoya looked like a little girl with her hands on her cheeks, looking at the moonlight reflected in the mirror-like calm water, as if she was immersed in a memory from the past.

"At that time, I was hunted down by the creator and almost died, but it turned out that the Yellow King appeared and saved me......"

"The Yellow King of Deep Space?"

"Yes, that's him." Argoya couldn't help but laugh out loud as she spoke, her words full of unspeakable joy, "He trapped the Creator in deep space, but he couldn't kill him, but it's good to save me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Argoia sighed.

"Unfortunately, I died in the end."

"Because of that war?" Yanque asked curiously.

"No, it's not......," Argoa shook her head, "Although the war had already begun when I fell, I had never been involved in that war, and the outside world had always considered me neutral. ”

Argoya said, waving her hand angrily to dissipate the moonlight in front of her.

"But you can't blame them for talking nonsense, in fact, it's all to blame for my own uselessness, the creator injured my body too badly, even if the Yellow King has been trying to help me heal, I still haven't recovered, I died in the middle of the war!"

"Then you are ...... now," she said, for she had always thought that the moon god she had seen was real and alive.

"I'm just taking a picture."

Argoa looked back at Yan Que, as if she was very satisfied with the inheritor.

"But I can help you light the way to the source of the moonlight."

……

"I really didn't expect that there would be an existence like you in this era."

"Hmm...... You're complimenting me, aren't you? ”

In another secret place in the arsenal.

It's like a good view of blue sky and white clouds.

On a cliff right next to the sea.

Chen Bofu was sitting side by side with a middle-aged man with a pale face.

They're like a mold carved out of a dress.

Maybe it's also a coincidence.

Beach pants, flip-flops, sweat jackets.

If it weren't for the fact that this person's identity was too special, I'm afraid Chen Bofu couldn't help but pull him by the collar and ask him, did he run to my house to steal my suit?

"You're supposed to be a Sequence Seven creature."

The middle-aged man who spoke had a hoarse voice, his pale face was sickly, there were many dark spots scattered on his fair skin, and the whites of his eyes were not ordinary white, but an undisturbing gray-black, as if some liquid was constantly flowing in the eyeballs.

"In your day, where are the creatures of Sequence Seven in the food chain?" The middle-aged man asked curiously, grinning at his blackened mouth and sharp teeth like needles.

"If you put aside those old creatures that have survived to this day, I shouldn't have any opponents......" Chen Bofu took out the cigarette case from his pocket, glanced at the middle-aged man, and rarely showed a friendly attitude in front of outsiders, raised his hand and handed it over, "Get one?" ”

The man nodded, took a cigarette, threw it into his mouth and chewed it directly.

"Damn, you're a waste......"

Chen Bofu muttered, lit one himself, and stuffed the cigarette case back into his pocket.

"I won't give you a cigarette next time!"

"You say there are old creatures that survive to this day...... Who are they? ”

"That's a lot!" Chen Bofu didn't notice the other party's dangerous tone, and folded his hands and counted, "The Turing of the Hanging City, the Buddha Mother of the Great Buddha Mother Temple, and ...... His mother's Gejero! ”

"Gegero?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, as if he had an impression of that strange celestial body, and raised his hand to gessy.

"That smiling bastard floating in the sky?"

"That's right! That's it! ”

Chen Bofu gritted his teeth and said, raising his arm and touching the other party.

"You're the source of my sequence, help me find that grandson to vent your anger!"

As soon as he entered this secret realm, Chen Bofu recognized who this strange-looking middle-aged man was...... That's right, the old man has seen his statues and murals in some ancient ruins, which are exactly like him in reality.

This man is the source of the plague sequence.

In the old days, he was called the "Lord of Calamity".

A notorious ...... Rotten people.

Unlike the other kings of the past, Berghel had no desire to conquer, did not want to create a religion or state, and did not like to get involved in inexplicable internal struggles.

His only hobby is killing.

No, to be precise, killing other creatures.

"I've been trying to see where I can climb up the food chain, and that's been proven for hundreds of years...... I'm at the top of the food chain. ”

These were the first words Bergherr uttered when he first faced the Yellow King, and the last words he left in the outside world.

Afterwards.

Berghel vanished.

Outsiders say that he was killed by the hands of King Huang himself, but only a few people know about it...... He was taken captive by the Yellow King in deep space to deal with the war that would soon wipe out the past.

"So you're the image that the Yellow King forced to stay here?"

"Hmm."

Bergherr scratched his head and said unhappily.

"Actually, I don't have much interest in supporting future generations, but when I listen to you talk about your own experiences, I find that we have some things in common......"

Hearing this, Chen Bofu suddenly showed a happy expression, and touched Bergher's arm with a cigarette in his mouth.

"So can you help me move up the ranks?"

(End of chapter)