Chapter 182: Snooping
"This is the sound illusion technique of the human race! It is similar to the wonderful realm!" "Miao's heart is originally very good, and he is strong-willed, although he was also pulled into the ancient battlefield by the sound of the war drums of life and death, but he was not completely swayed by the sound of this drum, and was reawakened by the sound of the war horn for the first time, and woke up from the illusion of the ancient battlefield.
"If I hadn't noticed something was wrong in the first place, I would have already started slashing in that illusion. Caesar also touched a cold sweat and said.
"This illusion is too real, so dangerous, my mind is almost lost. If the realm of Miao's realm also reaches this level in the future, then it will be easy to deal with any enemy. Haast took a breath of cold air and said.
Caesar and Haast also broke away from the illusion with Miao at the same time, sobering up their minds, the two of them were able to wake up immediately, but it was related to their domain ability, one of Caesar's dual fields was the ability to see, and Haast's domain ability was to torture the mind, and the ability of the two was just to restrain illusion. It's just that the life and death platform is an immortal weapon, and the abilities of the two are relatively weak, so the two of them inevitably fall into it. But as soon as I was stimulated by the clarion call of war, I woke up instantly. But with Miao's strong will, he came to his senses for the first time, and the two were still far behind, this is the gap between strength and talent.
"The light of blessing, the light of prayer, the amplification. After Miao came to his senses, he immediately urged his three fields one after another. Three layers of realm shrouded the twelve people behind him. Several other people were strengthened and increased by the strength of the Miao Realm, and their bodies shook together. Accelerated the speed of waking up from the illusion, and broke free from the illusion of the ancient battlefield one after another.
Among the other ten, Miao, Richie, and Caesar woke up from the illusion after Miao's footsteps. Shura, Amiri, Alma, Hiss, and Schiller were the third group to come to their senses, while Asro and Massa were the last to wake up. This also happens to be linked to their strength.
Aslo's position among the thirteen is similar to that of the future 'prophet' Richie, and it can be regarded as an auxiliary. Asro's water system is mainly for healing, and when Karen usually trains him, although he also trains his combat ability, it focuses more on his healing ability. And Asro's talent for healing ability is indeed much stronger than his combat talent. Although his combat talent was stronger than that of the average Protoss, he was ranked last among the thirteen people. His own strength is also the weakest among the thirteen. Since Karen and Selena have gotten better on a better relationship, Karen has already had the idea of sending Asro to Selena so that he can learn Selena's healing knowledge seriously.
As for Massa. His divine power is only a little stronger than that of ordinary Protoss warriors, but his poison ability and the poison he configures cannot be underestimated, and in terms of comprehensive strength, he is also much stronger than ordinary Protoss. The five of Shura, Amiri, Alma, Hiss, and Schiller are purely combat-oriented positions.
"It's about to be touched! Don't be too scattered, try to protect Richie, Asro, and Massa in the circle. Miao looked at the approaching Terran team, and said without looking back.
"Yes. The twelve people behind Miao replied in unison.
Miao nodded, the divine power in his body had all been mobilized, but suddenly his gaze was condensed, and then he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.
"That damn human is there! This must be the arrangement of the Great Father, in order to wash me away my previous shame. Thank you the Great Father!"
With the sky above the platform of life and death, the ranks of the army of the Protoss and the Terrans. gradually narrowed the distance, and Miao suddenly saw the face that made him grit his teeth with hatred when he thought about it: Zhou Fuyao. Since Miao suffered a big loss from Zhou Fuyao in the secret realm last time. He regarded that incident as a great shame in his life, Miao, who had always been extremely confident, was actually taken advantage of by a human race, which was a stain on his life and must be washed away. In what way? With each other's lives, of course!
Zhou Fuyao, who was standing on the platform of life and death, suddenly felt something in his heart, and felt a resentful gaze thrown from the army of the Protoss, and wondered in his heart how he was being targeted. Zhou Fuyao greeted that gaze, and when he saw that the owner of this gaze was Miao, a smile with endless playfulness suddenly appeared on his face.
"This bastard is laughing at me. I only missed once, but it doesn't mean that I will always miss, today I will harvest your life and dedicate your head to the Great Father!" Miao looked at the smile on Zhou Fuyao's face, and a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart.
"Miao, what's wrong!" Miao, who had been following Miao's side closely, immediately felt Miao's obvious change in emotion, and his brow furrowed under the silver mask and asked. He rarely saw this man who was close to perfection in his eyes, and his love fluctuated so violently. In a person's life, there will always be a few nemesis that can provoke your affection, make your love die and live, and make you hate it darkly. For Miao, Zhou Fuyao is his nemesis.
"The human race in the cyan robe was left to me, don't interfere! Last time in the secret realm, he robbed most of the innate five elements essence. Miao pointed at Zhou Fuyao and said to the people behind him. The other Protoss warriors beside him nodded one after another, most of the Protoss warriors who rushed to the Life and Death Platform this time were warriors from the Divine Temple. They all knew that the young man in front of them was Karen's most favored big disciple, a young man who even the Pope was full of praise, and everyone naturally agreed to Miao's little request without objection.
"It turned out to be the bastard. Shura said through gritted teeth. If it weren't for this human, they wouldn't have been driven out of the Zeus family, and they wouldn't have been under Bishop Lucca for so long. Of course, without Zhou Fuyao, they would not have met Karen!
"Miao, be careful, I can see that the human being's vitality is very strong, like a raging flame, vigorous and strong, and his future will be unstoppable. Of all the people I've seen so far, I'm the only one who can match you. Richie's eyes didn't know when, they had turned a faint silver, and he was spying on Zhou Fuyao's fate. With the personal authorization of the Pope, Richie looked through the notes of the prophets who had been locked in the depths of the forbidden land and kept them under strict protection, and he had been able to grasp the ability to spy on his fate.
"Yes, but I'm going to let him die at my hands. Miao listened to Richie's words, and his heart was slightly sudden, but his mouth was still extremely tough, and he had to have faith.
"Your destinies will be intertwined, and you will be eternal rivals!" Richie suddenly screamed, the blood on his face instantly faded and turned pale, and his whole mental state quickly shrank, as if he had suddenly aged by more than ten years in an instant. Richie trembled violently, his body swayed in mid-air, and a trace of blood suddenly flowed down from the corners of his eyes, and he hurriedly closed his eyes, covering his eyes with both hands that were stabbing violently, trying to relieve the pain in both eyes. Seeing Zhou Fuyao, there was a throbbing in his heart, and a strong impulse arose in his heart, and his intuition told him: He needs to pay attention to this human being! So he used the secret method he learned to forcibly urge his ability to peek at his fate, and forcibly peeked at Zhou Fuyao's long river of fate on the premise of spending more than ten years of life, but the other party's boundless and incomparably strong river of fate instantly stabbed his eyes. Although it is only this moment, and what you see is only the tip of the iceberg, it reveals a lot of information.
"Richie, are you alright!" Aslo immediately stretched out his left hand to support Richie's body, and then his right hand was next to Richie's head. He sensed that Richie's physical condition was not good, a little worse to be exact. Fate is so easy to peep into, if you want to peek at fate, you must pay a corresponding price, especially like this kind of forcibly urging to peep into fate, doing actions beyond the scope of one's own ability, not only will shorten the lifespan, but also cause great damage to the body! Therefore, the lifespan of the prophets of the past generations is shorter than that of warriors of the same level. Aslo immediately activated his water healing powers, and the gentle force began to heal Richie's injured eye. Wrapped in the power of Aslor's water system, Richie felt that the pain was suddenly much lighter, and even his mental state felt much better.
"Richie, don't force your fate in the future! I don't want to be without you on the road ahead. Miao heard Ritchie's screams, turned around, said in a stern tone with a serious expression.
"Got it!" replied Richie, with a smile on his face with his eyes closed. He knew it was Miao's concern for them.
"I will always be by your side on the road ahead, guiding you in the way forward and breaking through the fog ahead!" Richie whispered. Everyone nodded, and Richie, as the future prophet, was fully qualified to say this.
"Boy, you will not only guide our path, but you will also guide the path of the entire Protoss. Alma, who was burly, patted Richie the shoulder, and then said in a gruff voice.
"Ah!" cried Richie, as if he had been electrocuted.
"Bastard, you don't know how to be lighter!" Asro scolded Alma as he looked at Richie's pained expression.
"Ah...... Right...... I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" Alma rubbed her head embarrassedly.
"I'll send Richie back to the battleship!" Asro said to the crowd.
Miao nodded, Richie's current state is definitely not suitable for fighting, and Asro is not suitable for fighting. (To be continued......)